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There is nothing more hopeful and blissfully ignorant than a beautiful child who has not yet realized (or remembered) the brutal realities of the physical universe. A fresh, pristine sense of gentle joy permeates their Being….like a newly blossomed flower, flourishing in the energy of the sun, and, as yet, not scorched by it’s unrelenting heat. What price would be pay to protect our innocent children, and ourselves, from reality? And yet we survive. We protect, sustain and defend. We love, and then forget again….
